Where had Supreme Cloud gone?
This was His Majesty's question.
Although he was angry and they were in an extremely private place like the royal study, His Majesty no longer dared to call Yun Yang 'this brat', 'that brat', 'that little bastard', 'that little bastard', or 'that little bastard' when he mentioned Yun Yang.
He had to address him respectfully as Supreme Cloud!
This was the respect that he had earned through his meritorious deeds!
Even His Majesty was no exception!
The Emperor of Yutang was Yutang's top man, but Supreme Cloud was a legend of this world. This was the difference between a man and a god!
Thinking about it, His Majesty's gaze towards Yun Xiaoyao grew even more ferocious, as if he was looking at the enemy who had killed his father.
"The empire is in such turmoil now, why is he hiding at home? He informed me two days ago and went to the frontline of the western border …"
Yun Xiaoyao shrunk his neck and shrunk his body into the chair obediently. He tried his best to shrink, to reduce his presence in front of his royal brother. Even if the Emperor of Yutang's cultivation base was shallow and he might not be able to withstand a single breath from Yun Xiaoyao, the coercion of a superior and most importantly, his elder brother's authority made King Yun shudder like a cicada in winter.
"Oh, he's gone to the frontline … Sigh, Lord Supreme Cloud is truly dedicated to the nation and the people, always charging to the frontline …" Qiu Jianhan coughed, trying his best to ease the tense atmosphere.
"Yes, yes." Leng Daoyin and Fang Qingtian agreed dryly.
Under normal circumstances, or rather, under most circumstances, when three of the capital's top rogues joined hands to smooth things over, especially when the person involved was the Emperor of Yutang's most precious younger brother, the matter should have been resolved into nothing. Even the process of the punishment being lifted high and lowered lightly would have been omitted!
However, this time, it was obviously an exception to most circumstances.
His Majesty did not speak or move. His posture and actions did not change in the slightest. He remained seated on the throne like a raging lion, his eyes fixed on Yun Xiaoyao with deep hatred.
Yun Xiaoyao was, of course, uncomfortable. It was not that he did not try to turn his head to avoid eye contact, but the prickling sensation was worse than direct eye contact. He could not help turning his head back, only to meet the Emperor's cold, gleaming eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. Forcing himself to remain calm, he asked, "You … why are you looking at me like that?"
"Why is he looking at you like that? Why are you still asking? You still have the cheek to ask? " His Majesty gritted his teeth, and his voice came out from between his teeth. He said coldly, "The reason is simple. It's because you're handsome, and I like you!"
Every word of this sentence was teasing. In this kind of context and atmosphere, it was exceptionally creepy and made one's hair stand on end.
Yun Xiaoyao chuckled dryly and coughed. He laughed dryly and said, "You flatter me, royal brother. This humble brother's only face is passable …"
The Emperor gritted his teeth and said with a twisted expression, "You're flattering me. Other than this face, you still have one thing that you're most proud of. You've raised a good son who has saved the entire Empire of Yutang."
The conversation took a sudden turn, turning into a hostile and hostile atmosphere. All in all, it was extremely out of place.
Qiu Jianhan, Leng Daoyin, and Fang Qingtian shrank back into their chairs tactfully and did not move, trying their best to reduce their presence.
They watched the confrontation between the two brothers innocently.
'If it's possible … this old man doesn't even want to listen to it. I'll retire and return to my hometown to enjoy the rest of my life …'
'You can't blame me for being cowardly. This is a place of trouble, too dangerous …'
Yun Xiaoyao felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He chuckled dryly and said, "Isn't that your nephew? Just a little bit of credit, it's not worth mentioning … I've done far enough, far from enough. Royal brother, you're flattering me!"
His Majesty did not even have the slightest hint of a smile on his face. He said coldly, "How is this flattering? You've done so much, yet it's still far from enough. It's obvious that there's too much to mention … I'll only ask you this. A few days ago, I asked you if you knew who Supreme Cloud was. How did you answer me?"
Yun Xiaoyao hummed and lowered his head. He was speechless for a long time.
"Raise your head!" His Majesty shouted like a thunderclap. His voice shook the entire imperial study room for a moment.
The four of them lifted their heads in unison.
Then, Qiu Jianhan and the other two lowered their heads again.
'Cough, I didn't hear you …'
Yun Xiaoyao was sweating profusely. "Royal brother … this … this …"
"What do you mean by this and that?" The King was furious. "Have I asked you 800 times about this? Is your son, Yun Yang, Supreme Cloud? You promised me, you confided in me, you promised me again and again, you even swore in our father's name … "
He took a few deep breaths and slammed the table. "But today, it seems like you're not surprised at all!"
Yun Xiaoyao quickly put on a dumbfounded expression and said, "At that time, I was really …"
"You really don't know what's good for you!" His Majesty interrupted Yun Xiaoyao's quibble and spat at him. "How dare you! Do you think that because your cultivation base is high and you have a good son, you don't care about me, your elder brother, anymore? Do you think that you can do whatever you want to do to me and fool me however you want?"
Yun Xiaoyao's hands trembled. "Royal brother, listen to my explanation. I can explain. There's a reason for all this, a coincidence …"
"Explain your ass! I'll listen to your f * cking explanation! "His Majesty cut him off right away, his roar echoing throughout the palace." Yun Xiaoyao! You … you disobedient, unfilial, unfilial thing, you treacherous, deceiving thing, you … "
Suddenly, he roared, "Who allowed you to sit down? Stand up! You bastard, you old bastard … You've become a f * cking demon all these years … "
Yun Xiaoyao raised his head and argued, "You can scold me, who asked you to be my blood brother? But you can't scold our father! You can't even call me a bastard or a bastard. Think about it yourself … "
"I miss your father, my * ss! I miss your son, my * ss! "His Majesty was infuriated and spoke without thinking." Shut up! You don't have the right to speak in front of me! "
"But you really can't scold my father … Scolding my father is scolding your father. Y-y-you, you're the ruler of the world, you're the only one in the world. You can't speak like this!" Yun Xiaoyao's aura grew weaker and weaker. Finally, he squatted on the chair with his neck hunched.
His Majesty was getting angrier and angrier. He had already stood up and walked over step by step, looking down at Yun Xiaoyao like a majestic lion. He pointed his finger at his forehead and scolded. Each time he scolded, he pointed his finger and Yun Xiaoyao would tilt his head back. With another scolding, he pointed his finger again and Yun Xiaoyao would tilt his head back …
In the end, it was obvious that the finger pointing was not enough to satisfy His Majesty's tyrannical heart. He kicked King Xiaoyao twice, turning him into a rolling gourd on the ground.
"Your Majesty, please calm down … cough … please calm down …" Qiu Jianhan saw Yun Xiaoyao's helpless pleading gaze and came forward to mediate.
However, once he spoke, Old Marshal Qiu knew that he had fallen into a trap.
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